*Clang* " Hey you jerk! Watch it! You almost chopped my arm off!" As a princess you probably wouldn't expect to see me fighting. Well you see, Im no ordinary princess. Im the crown princess, and also one pissed off princess. These jerks decided to crash my announcement party and attempted to kidnap me. So naturally, im not going down without a fight. " You want a peice of me punk?! Come and get me!" And this is where I blacked out.
note: while this isn't my first time writing this is my first time letting anyone read what I've written. so please bear with me. I'm trying a new writing style. in 1941 the war was raging. It was rough, disgusting even. but there I was. In the thick of it. Always in the middle of the aftermath of war. My opinion on right or wrong didn't matter. all I knew was that the person in front of me deserved to live to see their family again. I'd let the other people decide what to do. and occasionally, I would get a letter from a grateful soldier who thought I was some sort of heroic goddess for just doing my job. and the letters always started with my name. miss. lovell.
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